Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang closed the door behind him after entering his room. Then, he just stood there in the mostly dark room. The small slit didn't let much light through.

Silence.

Shang just waited in silence.

At the moment, Shang's heart was beating rapidly as sweat ran down his body. A deep feeling of guilt was inside his heart.

He had acted coldhearted and brutal, but that didn't reflect the truth.

This was the first time after that fateful night that Shang had injured another person to such an extent.

Punching someone, breaking an arm, or similar things were still relatively normal to Shang. After all, he had been a fighter in his past life, and it was normal for fighters to get injured in a fight.

However, what he had done out there was not normal for a fighter.

Shang might be in the body of a 15-year-old, but in his mind, he still viewed himself as a 23-year-old. So, when he looked at the other students, Shang didn't see people of his age but kids.

They were children.

Additionally, what would they have done to him? At most, they would have broken one or two bones and would have given him some bruises.

Shang had seen the ill-intent in their eyes, but Shang hadn't felt true maliciousness coming from them. They only wanted to beat him down to show their superiority.

They were just kids.

Yet, Shang had done horrible things to them. One of them had been close to death, while the other one went through unimaginable pain.

Shang had his reasons for acting this brutally, but it was still difficult.

On Earth, Shang would have gone to prison for his actions.

Yes, they had attacked him, and Shang had the right to defend himself, but that was it, defend.

breaking his arm and kicking him would have been enough. Shang's action of tearing his arm off had

worse offense was

had given the order, but he had never

simply beaten him down, thrown him

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thing,' Shang thought as he took a deep breath. 'With that display, fewer people will bother me in the future, and I won't have to do something like that again. The other students saw what happens when

right. It was the

skinning knife he had bought and began to shave

he

strokes of the knife continued, Shang continued to repeat the same words

how long he had been shaving, but when he felt something wet on

over and saw blood dripping down from the

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noticed that he had cut himself while shaving, and judging by the amount of blood, it hadn't

be more careful in the future,' Shang thought before washing

also washed his hands before

the building

students were back to doing

Shang, and the few that did either averted their gazes quickly or

was like nothing

he realized once again that he was truly in a different world. If something like that had happened on Earth, the people

this world,

big clock above the main entrance to the main building. Usually, warriors didn't really care about the time of the day. They mostly focused on the

of time, which were clocks. Mages were often very busy, and they couldn't just schedule things based on the position of the

they could have two meetings in

to first? Additionally, the definition

since this academy was

name of the weekday beside the clock. The academy knew that warriors often forgot the time while

been stuck on the techniques, and I need some feedback from one of

north, towards the bigger training fields. The core lesson for the